Time Ticking Away
Find Your Passion
You know what it is like
To squeeze in as much as you can
In one morning before work
Things with purpose
It might not be a new way
It is the best you can do
On the spot
Rushing around to make our day more enjoyable
Regardless of who we are
Celebrate the feeling
If it is watering the plants before the sun comes up
A little t.v. before we have to go
Cooking pork chops for lunch
Experimenting with a new recipe for potatoes
Wishing we had more time at home
It is what it is
Limited time makes everything we do more special
Rushing in for a shower
Because my wife says I smell ripe
Brushing my teeth in a hurry
Grabbing a belt because I am wearing a pair of pants that sag
Putting away the leftovers
Making sure I have my mask
Easy to forget
Hanging up to dry in the other room
A quick shave
I give my wife a couple of lovely kisses goodby
Where did all the time go?
Out the door
Better luck next time
Comments
AUTHORLorna Lamon My wife and I are not morning people either. When we are really tired and sleep later than normal we have to try to take four hours and do it in two. On an average day, we are busy anyway. We divide and conquer. My wife gets breakfast going and I make the bed. She prepares lunch while I go outside and water our flowers and plants. She watches a little t.v. I go to the computer. Sometimes I will wash the dishes and other times she will. Depending on what else has to get done. I might have to leave early if I need gas for the car. If we cookout on the grille I have to watch the food. There are always a list a mile high. What we don't finish today gets moved to tomorrow. Thank you so much for reading and sharing. Have a lovely Wednesday.
Your poem made me smile Dream On as I hate getting out of bed in the morning and wait until the last minute. Unfortunately this results in me rushing around and flying out the door with a piece of toast in my hands. I will try and get up a little earlier in order to appreciate the beauty of the morning - something I have always been allergic to. I loved this poem.
